Blood The Color of Bruise

 

Neither lord in a war nor
what they call lord in a trade
of drugs or dreaded game
o’ numbers, he speaks like a gun
and gives aliments to worries
by way of extensions, gambles o’
what may be deemed collaterals.

He is but your everyday landlord.
No, not a god. Nor what they call
divine inheritor of a blue blood.

 

 

---11/27/01

 

 

 

 

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